My roommate saved my life

Yesterday morning I opened my eyes and I was in the middle of dreaming and being awake. I saw a dream about a lady who has trahheostomy and I had a neckalce around my neck and I tought that i have been intubated. So a crabed my neckalse and I broke it. Couldn't say a word. I was just swinging in my bed. Trying to understand what is going on. My roommate tought that I was drunk because I had been out the day beforde that. But I was drinking only 2 beers and ate quite good. So came this hypo. out of the blue. I couldn't swallow sugarwater that he made for me. I spit it all out. So he was thinking about biology class and poured the water into my mouth hold my head face down and hold my mouth the way i couldn't open it. So began the carbs melt/absorbe with the help of amylase. Bit by bit I began to understood what is going on. I cryed after that for hours because i understood that if he wouldn't slept in that day to work I would be dead by now. So... everyone here who has been helping someone with diabetes. You're angels. My roommate is and I told him that but he said "no problem". He still doesn't understand what he did.

Life is short...

You know, the alcohol in beer slows down the usual liver action and lowers bg's in a way we might not naively expect given the usual textbook stuff. I say that after having a bad hypo/ER run in college 20+ years ago all the result of that unexpected effect of alcohol.

Instead of feeling bad... I in fact felt better having found out that a bad hypo was not death but was something I could survive (with a little help from friends and ER).

My Dietician suggests eating 4grams of carb w/each can of beer or up to 15grams for hard liquor... I always drink Jack and Pineapple juice so it balances. I don't have much under control, but I do try to remember to do that. How scary!

I know all those things i work as a nurse. And I wrote my school work where i was also handeling diabetes and alcohol. That's why I am so sad and I know it was my fault. It just makes me sad that I can't even trust myself. And that thing yesterday morning it was the most awful thing that I have ever experienced. And I have had awful things in my life before. But that one.. I have never cried so much as I did yesterday. Still brings tears to my eyes...

I am glad to hear things worked out for you!

Maaja, this feeling will pass and you will learn from it. I am happy that your roomate was there to assist you. My wife has brought me back from the brink several times. Those that part of our support group are angels.

So take a deep breath or two and just put this behind you and learn.

Always CAN do it!!

Thank goodness you're ok! And it's so important that you understand how fortunate you are, so give yourself a break! One thing I'd like to add to the suggestions above, is always check your BG before going to bed after you've had any alcohol-containing drinks...even if you've eaten a meal or snack with it. The effects of alcohol on your BG tend to be delayed, and a BG check is the best way to know if taking a carb snack before bedtime is needed. The amount really depends on your BG level..obviously the lower the BG, the more carbs are needed. For young adults, the recommended bedtime BG is 90 and above. Take care.

I'm glad you're OK. God bless your resident angel.

We have to trust ourself to live with diabetes.
You are right, we do errors, even 1 on 1000 is too much, we do 3x365=1095 bolus a year, so a bad low a year ?
We have few infos on what's going on inside us, and those info are with errors (glucometer errors, CGM errors, CHO counting errors, and low and fast CHO too).
So we are weak, we need any possible help, from technology and from people around us.
Nonetheless, we are the only person that is always with us, so we must trust us, and learn.
Trust doesn't mean have faith: we know we do mistakes, so we check, we doubt, we think it over and over again.

I'm happy you are alive, life is short, for everyone. We type 1 feel it a little more ;-) than other people.
Life is short .... life is good.

Gardian's right... mistakes happen. Don't beat yourself up over it. I remember once, when I was living alone, I had a severe low in my sleep. Well, I don't really remember it well, but I remember myself sitting on the floor of the kitchen, with the refrigerator door open and apple juice all over the place, and a nasty bump on the back of my head. I can only imagine that I got up and went to get some juice to treat a low, and must have gotten some juice down my throat before collapsing to the ground.

Everything that happens is a learning experience. You can't go back and change it, but at this point, your takeaway should be this: be thankful, and be careful.

A big hurray to your roommate. Try to get a glucagon kit and show your friends how to use it. Make them imagine you will have a seizure with convulsions in a more extreme case. They must be mentally prepared to stay calm in this situation. Likely you will never need it again but it is reassuring to have it:

OMG! I am a type 2(ish) suffer from lows more than highs. It was my birthday at the end of january. Had a couple of beers and 4 shooters. That is the most alcohol i have drank in 2 years. It has been a few weeks now and I am STILL trying to stabalize myself back to normal. Now I have been too high, not at a dangerous level, but enough to makw me feel like a big bag of poo.

I should probably get that. But I have moved from Estonia to Norway now. And everything is new for me, language and health system. I am going to ring my doctor tomorrow to get an appointment to diabetes doctor here. Everything is different here - medicin. And I could probably get a pump when I work and live here. I am goin' to give it a try. Altough I am really affraid of the pump. It is a big stress to live another country... but I work here and I love it. Anyways, I am going to give it a try... can't afford it in Estonia. And food is different so my bloodsugar is goin' like a swing.. up and down, up and down.

In my city everyone diab. type 1 has this thing. we call it GlucoGen Hypokit